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Description: I was lucky enough to have seen them in smaller venues back in the early 90s, before they imploded under a morass of drugs, egos, money disputes, and temperamental personalities. Dave Navarro claims to have no memory at all of recording this album. Perry Farrell and Eric Avery couldn't even be in the same room, so they had to record their parts separately. Yet Ritual de lo Habitual is doubtless one of the greatest albums in rock n' roll history, regardless of genre--for genre never really seemed to be much a concern to the band anyway. I remember distinctly--it was this band that single-handedly saved the suburban metal heads from utter despair and alienation. You have to understand: when the "grunge" thing broke, it broke big and basically decimated the entire glam metal scene that had been dominating the "Top 40" charts for years. Bands like Motley Crue, Skid Row, Guns N' Roses, Warrant (google a song called "Cherry Pie" and try to listen to it--no, seriously, try to)--literally overnight it became really uncool to like these bands, and I remember the metal heads, meekly smoking their Marlboro Reds in the aftermath, moping with each other under the bleachers and muttering things like, "So, dude--have you heard Janes Addiction?" It was as if they were, for a brief period, musically homeless--and this band (and, perhaps to a lesser degree, Faith No More) gave these poor saps a place to go--at the very least, a new direction to go in. They could dress basically the same--they'd have to phase out the mullets and the acid-washed jeans, but they could sort of transition without it seeming so abrupt. I mean, they couldn't just become punks--we loved Janes to begin with--but becoming a Janes fan provided an outlet whereby people could be "cool" without having to completely disown their played-out identities: there was room enough in the "Janes tent" for everyone. Punks liked 'em, earthies liked 'em (google thier cover of "Ripple" by the Grateful Dead, it's absolutely beautiful). You could put 'em on at a party and everyone would be into it (all the girls knew and loved "Jane Says" even though they didn't know much of anything else by the band, but at least they knew something). The music was accessible enough to everyone because they didn't play for the charts, they played whatever they wanted; they did whatever they wanted. Nudity on their album covers caused so much controversy that record store owners faced threats of jail just for carrying the albums. I remember all of this vividly; I had my VHS copy of Soul Kiss, my VHS copy of Gift (though the latter was never officially released on DVD, I tracked down a ripped copy just to have in my collection). My fandom runs deep, always has--and now...I have this dope ass shirt. And it could be yours. This is a rare one, as you probably know, and there are only a few genuine ones left (and they're priced extravagantly). As usual, I'm keeping it reasonable--and you can comparison shop right here on eBay where the few out there are either too big, too expensive, or both. (Or just plain fake. Watch out for the ones that say "Under License to Brockum/Distributed by Giant"--that second part is a dead giveaway, even if you somehow missed the double stitching). Someone'll scoop this baby up in short order, I'm sure. A rare piece, not just of punk rock history, but of rock n' roll history writ large. Addictively dope!

Price: 599 USD

Location: Westwood, Massachusetts

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